I have a small dog named Cody. He likes to sleep, bark at things, and sleep some more. Pretty chill. My sister recently got a guinea pig, but it stays in her room so I have no idea what it does. All I know is that it makes super awkward noises and they bug me.

Medium-sized dog, Ginger. She was born on Halloween of '04, Labrador Retriever / Golden Retriever mix, though she's a little smaller than either breed. She also doesn't seem to be that bright for her breeds, but she's still a great dog.

I have a two rabbits. My boy is named Pistachio and the girl is Cinnamon. Pistachio is so mischievous -_- he gets into everything that he wants to get into, but god damn do I love that cheeky bastard. Cinnamon is very quite, but when she doesn't like you, boy is she a sassy bitch. They like to sleep with me in bed at night and always greet me when I come home.

Dutchess is a cat who likes to do whatever she wants when she wants. However, she has this odd ability to make people (even the ones that swear they hate cats) love her to pieces. She's very picky but very loving at the same time.

Buddy, is the dog who wants to be the protector of the house. He's a lhasa apso with a big case of little dog syndrome. He's getting old and he can't see very well so that makes it even worse. He's a great companion though.

I have a ball python named Hector who doesn't do anything. A conure named Jellybean who loves head scratches. A cat name Harrington who thinks he is a dog. And a pitbull named Koda who thinks he needs to be the center of attention.

I have two dogs split between two houses: With my landlords and fiance there's a boxer named Buster. Buster can only be described as Buster; he pretends to be a tough watchdog but he's pretty cowardly and loves to eat ice cream and cheese.

Charlie lives with my parents. Charlie is a mutt pound puppy my parents got about a year ago who is incredibly smart. My first day of dog sitting him he and I had developed a system pretty early on as to where he would either jump on me or my work desk and that is his signal to go outside. Charlie's also a hoot at the dog park; he's a small guy who will play with the labs and retrievers.

I have a give year old female cat named Jupiter. She's my little alien, hence the name. Her eyes are too big for her face and she has a large forehead but is very petite. Everybody that meets her falls in love because she's so sweet. Loves belly rubs and likes to have meow conversations. I love her to pieces!

I have a Jack Russell-Shih Tzu mix named Knuckles. He's lazy, always hungry and begging for food. He's highly food-motivated, but because he's lazy, he'll resort to barking first before attempting to master a new command. He loves nibbling on sheets and chewing on anything plastic. Without fail, after he gets a bath he'll run around the house (to try to dry off?), and sadly, this is the only time he's active.

After my sister moved for her job, I inherited her highly-active and ball-crazy mini aussie named Ollie. He's often mistaken as a female dog, but if you were to see how competitive he is to leave the last territorial "pee-mark," you'd realize he's not. He loves people and greets them with his ass, not his head. He hates everything with a motor--vacuum cleaners, blow dryers and blenders. I also got her pet rabbit Denise. She likes to be pet on the head.

I have a cat who is a little over three years old. He's gray with white on his toes and chin, and 13 pounds of muscle. He's the least affectionate cat I've ever met. He doesn't like to cuddle, be held, or be petted. He bites and hisses at me when he's hungry (I've read a lot about this and I don't think it's really anything to worry about. He doesn't break skin). He loves being outside and fighting other cats. On the plus side, though, he's never destructive. He doesn't tear up furniture or mark things. I like that he doesn't constantly need attention, but it would be nice if he would be friendly every once in a while.

I have a dog named cassie. She's between medium and large sized, white with some very light brown spots, beautiful dog. She's a very happy dog, but I wish she was more affectionate. I always wanted a dog that will cuddle with you in bed and sit on your lap, and while she loves a good belly rub and will walk up to you to say hi, she definitely needs her personal space. But I love her to death, and spend a ton of time with her.

A badass cat who acts more like a dog -Pick up her laser toy and she'll come running from two rooms away.

And a black cherry headed redfoot tortoise -Who is also badass. Never thought reptiles could have so much personality before I met Donny (yes.. Donatello. We've recently discovered she might be a girl though.. You can't tell 100% until they are about 7 years old)

I have a 40lb dog mix named, Fauna. She is a clumsy nervous dog but really really excitable & friendly when she happy! I can help but laugh when she gets all excited but then stumbles and trips into something. For a while I wonder if she was a bit special. Her first owner doesn't seem like the patient type so I imagine she received some mistreatment from time to time. Still she is a sweetheart who loves attention. She would follow me everywhere if she could. She has this amazing guilt stare !

I adopted 2 cats from the HS after spending hours there playing with various cats looking for a good pair. I brought them home and after a couple weeks discovered the pairing was bad. One was always beating the shit out of the other, leaving clumps of hair everywhere. Cat #2 was shaking and scared. It was horrible. I had to return Cat #1 to the HS. Now Cat #2 is alone and very chill. He's the perfect companion. I'll get him a buddy at some point.

My girlfriend and I have a white and gray cat with too many toes. He's a pretty chill cat and he likes people. My girlfriend raised him to be really comfortable with being manhandled on a regular basis.

Lately he's been acting like he's scared of the floor in our house and it's really concerning. Like, he seemed really nervous and paranoid around a couple parts of the house for a while. Now he only ever walks around in the kitchen and seems downright scared of the floor in the room where his cat door is. He's always whining at the door for us to let him in and out. Can't think of what the problem would be.

Well... it's funny. There have been a lot of major changes in his life over the past two years. First he moved to a different house than the one he grew up in (he handled that one really well, actually), then he moved to a different state and had to be an indoor cat for a while when my girlfriend moved in with me (drove him nuts and he peed everywhere), then a few months later we moved to a different state all over again.

Since coming here and being an outdoor cat again there were tons of other cats and strays in the neighborhood and he got into a lot of fights trying to stake his territory. The worst of it was probably a flea scare due to our ignorance in treatment(fleas are much more prevalent in California than New Mexico). My girlfriend and I overreacted, got a flea spray, got a spray for the furniture and carpets and stuff, and the cat was very unhappy. A couple days later we did our research and discovered how harmful all this flea stuff could be to the cat, so we washed him as much as he would let us and got a carpet shampooer to get all the nasty stuff out of the rugs and furniture.

If anything I would expect all that flea mess to make him scared of the apartment, but that was early last fall, and after a little recovery and better flea treatment, he's been perfectly fine in the apartment for months. He did get his tail injured in a fight, but he hasn't been in any fights since then and I haven't seen other cats around the apartment, so I assume he's won his turf war. He's only started avoiding the indoors and playing the-floor-is-lava since maybe late April.

So... I can't think of anything that has changed since January, when he got his tail injured, and April when he started being scared of half the house.
It did start smaller, though. He was acting all nervous around the place where we leave our shoes off and on for months, and then he was nervous around the short hallway to the bedroom. Only thing I can think of is maybe we've been tracking some unpleasant smell into the house.

When i first started reading your reply all kinds of "red flags" were raised. Like about all that moving, the cat peeing inside the house but outside the litter box, the other cats, the flea stuff, all of that can cause or be a sign of all kinds of problems for a cat. But then you say that he was perfectly fine for months after so I guess he made it threw all that without much problem. That is very interesting. Cats can be so territorial and sensitive to change that the littlest thing can set them off. But also some cats are more mentally strong than others.

By the way, a cat peeing inside the house but outside the litter box is a sign of a very insecure cat who feels like he must mark his territory by peeing. You can solve that by making the house more cat friendly. Get some places he can be up high like a cat tree or cat shelves.

One more thing, I believe that all pet cats should be indoor cats because there is all kinds of things outside that can hurt them. Its been proven that cats who are indoors their whole life live a lot longer, could be as much as twice as long as cats who are only outdoors.

My girlfriend was very adamant about letting him be an outdoor cat. At this point the transition to living indoors is extremely stressful to him (especially with whatever this problem is he's having now.)

The peeing on stuff hasn't been an issue in a while. For the most part he stopped doing it once we started cleaning his litter box twice a day, but it's really only a problem when he's cooped up indoors. He usually just goes outside and doesn't even use his box.

A cute and cuddly Rat Terrier named Tommy (who sleeps like this sometimes, but usually curled up under that blanket or tucked into my side). He's a very smart little guy.

A German Shepherd, Rottweiler mix named Magnus (probably 4 years old in this picture) who's over 16 now, hard of hearing and blind from cataracts, and has arthritis in his spine and hind legs.

All rescued. Magnus off the street, Ella from MaxFund no-kill animal shelter, and Tommy from a friend who needed to focus on his baby daughter at the time and was going to get rid of him. I baby-sat him for almost a year before my friend took him back as a trial run, but it didn't work out, so I'm his forever home now. I am his third owner that I know of, so he has a lot of separation anxiety issues, but I can tell he feels safe and secure with me and is settling down for the most part.

Magnus has been having trouble coming down the stairs recently. I think he loses track of how far down he is, and because he likes to jump off the second step from the bottom, he ends up jumping halfway down instead. He hasn't hurt himself yet, but I'm going to have to put up a baby gate or something to keep him from taking the stairs without my help. I'm afraid I'll be putting him down in the next few months because he's deteriorating rather quickly, and I can't bear it.

Tommy zips around the house so quick. Magnus doesn't see well, but he sees movement and lunges at Tommy when he runs by. Because of this, Tommy has learned his blind spots and will tuck behind him or use me as a shield. In the morning, they both like to come into the bathroom when I'm getting dressed after a shower. Magnus wants to display dominance, so Tommy literally runs circles around Magnus to stay near his butt. When Magnus manages to turn around as clumsily as he can since his back legs don't do quite what he'd like them to do anymore, Tommy will run back around again. It makes my morning to see Tommy dart behind him and sit very attentively to watch me while keeping an eye on the big dog.